Our lives are comprised of a series of rituals. From birth to death, there is not one moment that is not sacred, one moment in which we cannot revere the driving force behind the cosmos. All acts, not just of love and pleasure, are rituals to the Gods. The key to making them truly sacred is the attitude in which we go about them.

It’s easy enough to relegate ritual to 21 holidays (8 Sabbats, 13 Full Moons) and the odd spell, but integrating the perspective of sacred to all aspects of life is what truly makes it a magickal life. If we view every act as a devotional act honoring our Gods, we render that act sacred ritual. For example: cleaning your house can be just another obligation, or it can be rendered sacred by viewing it as an act to make your home a beautiful place for your family and the Divine to interact. You clean because you love your family and they deserve it, and through this act you honor your Gods.

There are so many aspects of living that can thus be rendered sacred Rites of Passage. Birth, puberty, marriage, death, these are all obvious. But what of the other things that though aren’t religious in nature, truly are sacred and make up the very fabric of our lives? Why not a sacred rite when our kids learn to walk? Doesn’t this, as much as puberty, mark their entrance into a new stage of life? Why not a ritual to commemorate our first love? Doesn’t this, as much as childbirth, leave us forever changed and new? The possibilities are endless. All it takes is the right perspective.